The blackness around her was warm and comforting but a small pressure was tugging at her waist, irritating her. Trying to ignore it Gabriella smiled to herself, relaxing in the calm filled nothingness, the pressure tugged again drawing a low growl from the princess, who was disrupting her?
Slowly, she forced her eyes open, everything was a blur and a light was attacking her pupils making her wince in pain.
Blinking rapidly, the dusty wooden shed swam into focus, shifting slightly, she felt that same pressure that had disturbed her again. Looking down, she saw a strong arm holding on to her tightly, the embrace possessive and protective, turning her head, as far as she could, Rowan’s face appeared in her peripheral vision, the warrior muttering in his sleep, his brow creased as his drea
